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Lijiapo is only a few miles away from Lanqiao Street.

The back is Wangshun Mountain, and Lanxi is in front of the village. The entire Lanqiao Township has many mountains and few lands, which can be said to be eight mountains, one water and one branch of fields. Just that branch of fields is mostly mountain slopes. Because Lijiapo is close to Lanxi, there is a rare flat land, and because it is surrounded by rivers, many lands are irrigated.

This land in Lijiapo is the ancestral land passed down from generation to generation by the Li Xiao family.

But now, the ancestral home and ancestral land have fallen into the hands of the Zhang family. The only thing left in the Li family is the ancestral tomb field, and now the Zhang family doesn't even want to let go of this ancestral tomb field.

Li Xiao rushed forward and ran towards the home he remembered.

Along the blue stream, the fields are crisscrossing.

In winter, the fields are bleak. The fields are deserted, and no one planted rapeseed that blooms in spring, and there are no vegetable greenhouses. There are not many people in the fields. Only occasionally are they seen chopping wood and sheep passing by.

The road was very cold, and the cold wind blew on the face like a knife.

In the distance, the Li family's ancestral home was already in sight, but Li Xiao just looked at it for a few seconds and urged the horse to go to the other side. There were too many memories of Li Xiao in that ancestral home, but now the Zhang family has occupied it.

He will take it back sooner or later, but not now.

He drove his horse to the Li family's ancestral tomb. The Li family's ancestral tomb was at the foot of Wangshun Mountain. The ancestors of the Li family have been buried here for generations. The Li family also bought a piece of land beside it. In the past, several tenants were arranged to cultivate here. These fields were produced specifically for protecting the ancestral tomb and sacrificial purposes.

The little sister has no home. Just now, the guy said that after the Li family was framed by the Zhang family several times, the Li family owed the Zhang family a lot of money. The Zhang family took away all the shops, real estate and fields of the Li family. The only thing left in the Li family is this ancestral tomb.

The sky is gloomy and the north wind is shouting.

The further north the slope, the steeper the slope. The fields here are already all hillsides, far less than the water irrigated land by the Li family at the foot of the mountain.

Several thatched houses are scattered on the hillside, with loess slopes next to them.

The houses are dilapidated and the land is very barren.

The sound of horse hooves alarmed the people in the thatched hut.

The wooden door was pushed open a crack and someone looked outside.

An old man looked out for a while, his eyes wide open.

In the room, a girl was holding another girl's hand, "Don't be afraid, my sister will definitely not let the bully succeed."

After the girl finished speaking, she said to the old man at the door, "Dad, is it that Zhang Chao bringing people again? When he received our old ginseng yesterday, he promised to give us another month. Why are you here again?"

The old man swallowed, "Wan Niang, it's not Zhang Chao, it seems to be......"

"Who is it?"

"Dad's eyes seem to be blurry. I look at this person like Saburo. Come and see."

The girl in the room suddenly became stunned when she heard the word "Sanlang".

"Sanlang." She whispered in a low voice. She had read this name countless times in the past five years. But Saburo was already dead, and she had also seen Saburo's jade pendant. Although he could not see anyone in his life or a corpse, the people in the yamen also said that the robbers had confessed. The jade pendant they snatched from that person after killing people was similar to Saburo's description of that person.

"Dad, why are you talking nonsense? How could Sanro come back? He is dead."

Another girl in the room had a flash of light in her eyes, "No, my brother is not dead, he is still alive. My father always believed that my third brother was still alive before leaving. The third brother is back, has the third brother finally come back?" As she said that, she stood up.

The wooden door is opened.

Li Zhen suddenly saw Li Xiao standing there.

Five years ago, when he left five years ago, Li Zhen was only eight years old and was just a child at that time. Five years later, she was already thirteen years old and reached the age to get married.

The man in front of him was wearing a blue cloth robe, a sword around his waist, and was holding an old yellow horse with sweat. There was wind and frost on his face, but she recognized him at once.

"Third brother, it's really you. You're finally back." Li Zhen's eyes widened and shiny, and tears suddenly burst out.

"Sanniang, you are Sanniang."

Li Xiao looked at the thin girl with his eyes, and was so weak that he couldn't help but feel weak. But those eyes were still so bright that he immediately connected with the cute little girl in his memory.

She is Li Zhen, nicknamed Sanniang, and Li Xiao's sister.

The thirteen-year-old girl is a pity she is so thin. When she thinks about so many changes that the Li family has encountered in the past few years, the girl has lost her relatives one after another, and you can imagine how much hardship she has suffered.

"Sanniang, I am the third brother, I'm back."

"elder brother!"

Li Zhen fell into the forest like a thigh, ran towards Li Xiao crying, and hugged Li Xiao's waist tightly. This strong girl no longer cared about anything else at this time, just cried happily.

Li Xiao hugged the thin Sanniang and felt mixed emotions.

"Brother is back, I will never leave again. I will take care of you in the future."

"Brother, my mother died of illness four years ago, and my father also left three years ago. The yamen once sent you a jade pendant, saying that you had been harmed by bandits long ago...."

Seeing that my brother came back, the girl had countless thoughts to express. She cried and told her intermittently.

Li Xiao patted her back and comforted her.

"I know, I know, it's all wrong for me. I've caused such a big change in my family and you have suffered. From now on, I won't leave anymore and I'll take care of you here from now on."

By the wooden door of the thatched cottage, Wan Niang leaned against the wooden door and stared blankly at the young man at the door, both familiar and somewhat strange.

He is taller and taller and more handsome than before.

This person who was thinking about Chao Ye really appeared in front of her, making her feel like she was dreaming and could not believe it at all.

"Sanlang." She murmured.

The old man stood beside him, constantly wiping his eyes.

"Li Sanlang is really back, God is open to his eyes."

"Dad, isn't my daughter really dreaming?"

"Sanlang is back, Sanlang is back!" Old man Zhao shouted happily and ran towards every thatched hut.

After a while, many people who were already quietly observing and looking out came out of the house. Several families living here were all tenants of the Li family, and they were also full of surprise when Li Sanlang came back.

Especially when I saw Li Sanlang actually came back with a sword and riding a horse, and even brought seven or eight followers behind him, I was even more surprised.

"Brother, look at who this is, do you still recognize it?"

Li Sanniang, whose eyes were red with tears on her face, was now smiling like a flower. She was like a happy little swallow, holding Li Xiao's hand and dragging it to Zhao Wanniang.

"Sanlang." Zhao Wanniang said with tears on her face and smiled.

Li Xiao nodded, "Sister Wan."

A voice from Wanmei made Zhao Wanniang's tears surge again. He still remembered me, but he had not forgotten me.

"Brother Third, you really haven't forgotten Sister Wan." Li Zhen shouted with a smile.

Li Xiao looked at Zhao Wanniang, half a head shorter than himself, and was also Jingchai Buchu, as thin as he was, but his hair was very dark and shiny, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were bright and vivid.

Li Xiao remembers that Zhao Wanniang is three years younger than her, and she is eighteen this year. At this age, she is considered a big girl in this era.

He looked at Zhao Wanniang's hairstyle and was already wearing his head.

This should be a sign of being a woman.

Seeing this, my heart suddenly felt a little tingling and a little disappointed.

"Are you married?"

Zhao Wanniang nodded, "Married, I got married four years ago."

"Oh." Li Xiao replied, apart from that, he didn't know what to say. Although, in his memory, Li Xiao ran away from home five years ago because of helping Zhao Wanniang. When he met Zhang Chao teased Zhao Wanniang on the road, he was furious and went up to crippled Zhang Chao.

But Li Xiao knew that in the past five years, Li Xiao never regretted doing that.

"Brother, why don't you ask who she is married?" Li Zhen said on the side.

"Who?" Li Xiao said casually.

"It's you." Li Zhen pulled her brother's arm, just like she did five years ago. At that time, what she liked the most was holding her brother's arm.

"Me?" Li Xiao was stunned.

He inherited all the memories of Li Xiao, but he never remembered that he had been married to Zhao Wanniang. Zhao Wanniang's father was a doctor in the martial arts world. Later, he broke his legs while collecting herbs. His legs and feet were not smooth, so he stopped wandering. With the help of Li Dashan, he lived in Lijiapo, where he usually treated the disease and the animals.

Li Xiao has been familiar with Zhao Wanniang since she was a child. When she was a child, she always liked to follow him. The two grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. They had a good relationship, but they had not yet reached the level of private life, and they had never had a secret marriage.

"Brother, five years ago, you came forward and injured the little bully for Sister Wan and was forced to run away from home. Sister Wan was very moved. Later, news came that you were killed by a thief. Sister Wan was in pain, and she offered to marry you."

At that time, Li Xiao was already dead, and Zhao Wanniang's proposal was rather strange. This kind of marriage was a living person who married him. Once he got married, he would be a widow for the rest of his life.

In the past, some wealthy families had a minor died, and they would usually buy a girl for the child to marry him, while some families directly found a woman who died prematurely and did not marry him to hold a ghost marriage.

Li Xiao was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhao Wanniang would take the initiative to marry a dead man, and this dead man was still him.

He was mixed with feelings and didn't know what to say.

I was both moved and a little embarrassed, so I had a wife.

This is a problem he never thought of along the way.

"Sanlang." Zhao Wanniang called him.

Li Xiao stood there stupidly, not knowing how to respond.

Li Xiao is willing to recognize Li Zhen as his sister, and he has Li Xiao's memories and feelings. But he has not reached this point in the past and has suddenly become a couple now. This is still too surprising.

"Brother, Sister Wan doesn't know how many tears shed for you. In the past few years, so many things have happened at home, and it's thanks to Sister Wan who has been taking care of me. Now, brother, you are back, Sister Wan will never have to cry again."

Wanniang wiped her tears, "Don't call Sister Wan anymore, call her sister-in-law."

"Yeah, sister-in-law."

Li Zhen and Zhao Wanniang were covered with pear blossoms, but Li Xiao was a little at a loss. Is this my wife?
Chapter completed!